Dons Adventure In Another World Novels & Stories

"I've already submitted my resignation. I'm no longer part of the Valeri Family. You have no right to do this!" "Don Valeri has instructed us that Ms. Costa's wishes are his wishes," the bodyguard said, voice cold as ice. In the dead of winter, I knelt at the gate for seven long hours. My knees were scraped and raw, my face purple from the cold, and I couldn't stop shivering. The only thing that kept me upright was sheer will. My consciousness was waning, and I vaguely heard someone calling my name. When I looked up, I saw Luna sprinting toward me.

"Rosalie, you have to believe me. Vivian is just the Don's adoptive sister. There's nothing between them. You're the one he loves..." "I don't want to hear it right now. I just want to be alone." After hanging up, the suffocating emptiness washed over me again. Just then, the screen lit up with a text from an unknown number: a surveillance video. The setting was a VIP lounge behind the banquet hall. Vivian was half-reclined on a sofa. It seemed she had sprained her ankle. And the newly crowned Don, the King of the South, was kneeling on one knee before her, holding a pair of red high heels, carefully putting them on her feet.

"Whatever's coming, whatever Antonio's planned, I will burn the world to ash before I let anything happen to you. That's a promise, Bella Mia . A vow written in blood." Outside, dawn began to creep across the horizon, painting the sky in shades of red. An omen, perhaps. Or a promise of the bloodshed to come.

Then my eyes dropped to the bottom of the page. "Yours ,Easterbunny." The room tilts. My breath stills as memory slams into me—hands too rough, laughter at the wrong moment, a man who ran when things went bad. The one who slipped through when the others were caught. He lived. And he’s found me. Easter Bunny never spoke without intent. Never reached out unless he wanted something. And he wouldn’t use her unless he believed she was worth the risk. Which means the dons don’t know yet.

Blood stained the serene face of my mother that was carved into the sculpture. … Outside the operating room, Sofia sat calmly on a chair, completely unharmed. It was as if the large amounts of blood on her clothes were just paint she had accidentally spilled. As for me, the so-called Donna of the family, I had no choice but to take two painkillers and handle the fallout. Halfway through the surgery, a nurse hurried out, saying, "The hospital blood bank is running low. You need to find someone with type A blood to donate to Mr. Moretti."

Luca was utterly undone. In the first thirty seconds of his son’s life, this tiny human had dismantled every wall Luca Virelli had spent his entire life building. The ruthless Don, the man who had ordered deaths and burned cities for power, felt his chest crack open with a love so fierce and protective it stole his breath.

If she had come here during the day, she probably would have noticed the forest before the mansion. Or realize the amount of traps that were set out to protect the Don, from his enemies who want him dead and those who want to kill him to take over his position in the underworld. "It's not safe to miss. You should come in, you can attempt to escape tomorrow but for now, it's already so late." The housekeeper pleaded. Amara was adamant, she refused to move from the door, even if it meant sleeping on the floor. ~ Manhattan, New York ~ "What do you mean?"

Anne -oh dear don't feel sad,just remember that anytime you feel in need of a woman,or you need someone to talk to, am always there for you, anytime of the day,ok it a promise to you Rick -Thanks babe,and thank you for everything you have done to me,the care and love you showed me,am so happy I have someone who will make me happy and not make me feel bad*smiles and kiss* Anne -thanks Rick,I love you so much*kiss* Rick -you do love me Anne*surprised* Anne - yeah I do love you Rick,ever since I saw you are a different personality entirely I fell for you, but am sad cause we can't be together,it's just a secret affair for the moment*sad and face fell* Rick

A look powerful enough to kill, that was what the people showed. As if enjoying it, he took a deep breath in and out, and let out with a loud cry. "People of Greenville. It is I Donald, and am here to warn you all to end your nonsense. No one will stop me, and yes, I am aware that most of you want nothing more than to get rid of me, however it is unfortunate to say that would never happen." Down below, where the countless graves laid, they were each marked specially by Donald. He took a deep breath and walked towards the resting place of Greenville, he signal for his body to be brought and in no time wasted, it was brought before him. "In just a little while, I will be reconnected with my bo